Chapter 1502: Meet the Classmate's Mom and Dad
"Son, this is a seafood market. Turtles are too big and they are not sold here. There are only crabs and lobsters. How about we stew this turtle?"
Looking at the basin-sized glass fish tank on the table, which he bought from the pet owner for another 100 yuan, Yang Dongxu, who was ordering food, said with a smile.
"If you eat it, what about the turtle food you just bought?" Little Wenchen pointed to the small bag next to him.
There was the turtle food that they bought together. The owner boasted that it was imported, but he cheated him out of 200 yuan. All of a sudden, 500 yuan was gone. Selling pets is not an ordinary way to make money.
"Then raise it for a few days, and when it finishes eating the turtle food, we can eat it." Yang Dongxu pretended to be silent and said.
"That's not good. You can't eat it after raising it. For example, the big black we raise at home, I have eaten dog meat soup, but I can't eat big black." Little Wenchen protested.
"You don't eat less of the pigs, chickens, ducks and geese at home? You cut grass for the sheep at home when you went back for the summer vacation. Wouldn't it be delicious if you kill them at the end of the year?" Yang Dongxu asked with a bit of a bad smile.
"This." After all, the child is only five or six years old, and his father's analysis of the divine logic made his little head a little confused for a while.
The waitress who came to take the order heard Yang Dongxu's divine theory and the cute little Wenchen who was confused, and secretly rolled her eyes at Yang Dongxu.
How could a father teach his son like this?
And looking at the turtle food and fish tanks on the table, it can be seen that they just came out of the pet market next door. This newly bought pet is about to be put into the pot?
"Sir, we have a rule here that you can't bring your own ingredients." Seeing the cute little Wenchen frowning and struggling in the logic pit of his father, the waitress couldn't help but speak.
"Then don't eat it. Dad doesn't allow it here." Although he didn't get out of the pit his father dug, the waitress' words instantly gave little Wenchen an excuse not to eat the turtle.
"Then don't eat it here. Go home and ask Aunt Hua to cook it for you." Yang Dongxu continued his evil taste.
Little Wenchen, who was originally relieved, suddenly began to struggle again.
This time, the waitress's eyes were no longer concealed. This father was a good father. How could such a cute child have such an unreliable father?
"Wenchen." Just when little Wenchen was thinking about whether he could eat this big turtle if he raised it, a surprised cry sounded.
Looking at the sound, a little boy holding a toy car came out from behind. After seeing Yang Wenchen, he ran over in surprise.
"Chaoqian, why are you here?" Little Wenchen quickly slid down from the chair and ran to his classmates.
"Little bastard, you are here. I told you not to run around when there are many guests. What if you are caught by bad guys?" At this time, Zhao Chaoqian's mother Miao Yaru chased out from behind.
Seeing little Wenchen, he was stunned. "Yang Wenchen, you are eating here too. Hello, Wenchen's father."
"Hello, Chaoqian's mother, are you eating here too?" Yang Dongxu had met Miao Yaru at the parent-teacher meeting at the kindergarten before. Because the two children were playmates in the kindergarten, they felt closer and knew each other.
"This store is owned by my family. It's almost lunch time. I came to see if I could help, but I brought this guy with me. I couldn't even keep an eye on him, and he ran away." Miao Yaru said this, and glanced at the two children lying on the chairs next to her playing with toy cars, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Children aged five or six are at the age of being curious about everything and running around. Sometimes you call him, he will respond when he is happy, but he will ignore you when he is unhappy, and hide in a corner and you can't find him at all.
"That's really a coincidence. I didn't expect to come to your house after just going into a store to have lunch." Yang Dongxu said with a smile.
"Waiter, this table is free." Miao Yaru greeted the waiter and said.
"No, no, really no. If you waive this order, I will be embarrassed to eat here when I bring my children here to play in the future." Yang Dongxu waved his hand quickly.
"This is just one meal. I will definitely charge you next time. Have you ordered the dishes? No more dishes are allowed. You have to pay for more dishes." Miao Yaru joked.
Zhao Chaoqian's father Zhao Changjie came out from the back. He was still wearing work clothes. He was not a suit or a chef's hat, but the kind of raincoat worn by the owner of the seafood market.
"Did you find it?" Zhao Changjie asked when he saw his old shop.
"I was playing with Wenchen over there, and I happened to meet Wenchen's father. Why didn't you change your clothes and come out?"
"I didn't see my son at a glance and was a little anxious." Zhao Changjie said.
It happened that a batch of lively seafood was delivered to this restaurant from the seafood market. He was putting the live seafood into the fish tank so that the guests could choose, but he heard that his son had run away.
Although the waiters in his own restaurant knew his son and would definitely help watch for the lost runners, he was a little worried because there were so many people in the restaurant at noon. So when he saw his wife coming out to look for him, he followed her out to check.
"Hello, Wenchen's father, what a coincidence, I'll treat you to this meal, waiter, this table is free." As expected of a couple, seeing the child relieved, the next thing they thought of was to treat.
"Why do you need to say anything? I've already said hello. Hurry up and change your clothes in the back. What's wrong with wearing this?" Miao Yaru said.
Zhao Changjie looked at himself. This outfit was not suitable for the front hall at dinner time, and the guests were coming.
"Wenchen's father, you eat. We'll have a drink after you're done."
"You do your thing. I don't need to ask you to do anything. Or you can go and do your thing. I'll help you look after the kids." This seafood restaurant is not big, but it's not small either.
Judging from the way the couple looks, they probably like to do things by themselves. It must be very busy at this meal time.
"Then please help me. The delivery people behind are still waiting to settle the bill. Just wait for me for ten minutes." Miao Yaru said to her son who was playing with little Wenchen and no longer running around.
"Then you go and do your thing." Yang Dongxu said.
Watching the couple leave, he shouted to the two children next to him, "Come on, come and sit here. Chaoqian also comes to have breakfast. By the way, come and see the big turtle that Wenchen just bought."
"Turtle?" Zhao Chaoqian trotted over when he heard the turtle.
Then the two of them lay down in front of the small fish tank and looked at the turtle that was shrinking inside.
"It's so small. Is this a turtle? The turtles in the aquarium are super big." Zhao Chaoqian said.
"This is a turtle. The ones in the aquarium are sea turtles. Turtles come in different sizes. This one is the smaller one that won't grow up. Don't reach out. This thing won't bite you if it's not fully grown.
Here, take these long tweezers. Have you seen this turtle food? Take the tweezers and put it in. You can eat it." Seeing that the food hadn't been served yet, Yang Dongxu began to teach the two children to feed the turtle.
I don't know if the pet shop owner felt that the turtle could survive and was reluctant to feed it, or if this guy was a little scared in an unfamiliar environment, so he turned his fear into appetite.
The other party was very polite and ate it directly. The two children who watched kept clapping.
"I'll feed it, I'll feed it."
"I'll feed it too!"
"Okay, one person at a time, slowly, and the tweezers should be pinched longer, otherwise be careful to bite off your fingers." Yang Dongxu watched from the side.
At the same time, he was a little nervous. Just now, he only cared about his son's love for this turtle and bargained for the turtle. Now he remembered that even if he prepared tweezers, this thing is so big that it is still a little dangerous for a child to feed it.
If it bites on your finger, it will never let go.
"Go back and buy a bigger fish tank, and let the children feed it. Feed it for a while and see. If it doesn't bite well, just stew it in soup."
Looking at the turtle that was not fierce when it stretched its head and took the food on the tweezers slowly, Yang Dongxu planned different performances and different fates for it in his mind.
The dishes came up quickly, and Yang Dongxu began to open crabs and peel lobsters for the two children. In addition to these, he also ordered a turbot and several other dishes.
The spicy seafood is very good with rice, but there are too many crab shells, and it is a bit troublesome to peel the lobster. Salmon slices are more convenient, and you can eat them directly with the sauce.
Halfway through the meal, Zhao Changjie, who changed his clothes, came out from the back and asked with a smile, "How does my food taste?"
"This." Yang Dongxu gestured with a thumbs up.
"Haha, everyone who comes to my house to eat says that the food tastes good." Zhao Changjie said with a smile, then took a look at the food on the table and said, "Waiter, come over and add two more dishes."
This really wants to add more dishes to Yang Dongxu. If it's just politeness, then he will definitely ask, if there are enough dishes, do you want to add two more?
"No, no, we can't finish all the dishes on this table, adding more is a waste. Have you eaten? If not, add two dishes, these dishes are half eaten."
"It's not important." Seeing that the two children were full and playing next to them, Yang Dongxu really didn't need to add more dishes. He asked the waiter to bring a set of bowls and chopsticks, and asked for a box of beer at the same time, "Wait until you finish eating before adding dishes, but you must drink beer."
"Then bring two bottles, no more, I have to take this little guy to swim in the afternoon, and he won't be allowed to enter the swimming pool if he drinks too much." Yang Dongxu said.
Although some people always say that seafood with beer is the strongest laxative, and sometimes this is the rhythm of preparing for a wave of gout.
But it must be said that spicy seafood with iced beer is really refreshing.
"Okay, then two bottles each to rinse your mouth." Zhao Changjie didn't persuade him to drink.
As a father, he knew that it was best to do what he promised to the children, otherwise the little guy would get angry.
"Dad, I want to go swimming too." Zhao Chaoqian heard that Wen Chen was going to swim, and immediately shouted that he wanted to go too.
Children are like this. One of them does something, and then the other children come around.
"Not today, someone has booked a table in the evening. Your mother and I are very busy. Let your mother accompany you tomorrow." Zhao Changjie said.
Going to pull a batch of fresh seafood back at noon is to prepare for the table booking in the evening. Otherwise, the stock is usually purchased in the middle of the night and in the morning, not at noon.
"I don't want to, I want to go today." The little guy got angry.
"Choose one between the latest Ultraman and swimming. If you go swimming in the afternoon, Ultraman will be gone. If you go swimming tomorrow, there will be swimming and Ultraman." Zhao Changjie is also very experienced in dealing with children.
I didn't say anything about being obedient. Does my words not work? Or use a tough attitude to get angry.
Just grab the things that the children like and choose one from two.
The adults want all of them, but Zhao Chaoqian is obviously a child, so he frowned and thought a little confusedly about which one he wanted.